Katie and I spent the early part of yesterday helping a friend prepare her house to host a surprise 30th birthday party for another friend. My job was to keep their four-year-old son, P, busy. So I took him out to get him a haircut, go buy some snackies for the party, and pick up the cake.
At some point in the drive, I was asking him what he had been doing that morning...
Me: So did you watch cartoons this morning?
P: No. I watched The Polar Express.
Me: Did you like it?
P: Yeah, it had a guy on a train and, when he took his hat off, he had no hair on top and a lot on the sides like you.
Me: ...
Four years old or not, I'm throwing down the gauntlet, kiddo. Bring it on!
